Chapter 83: Overcoming Thorns

"Okay, then our first round of game ends!" As soon as the main mc finished speaking, the staff in the backstage brought another turntable, "This turntable contains many classic punishment methods in our program before. Now we invite the winner, that is, our Red Team, to turn this turntable and choose the punishment item for this round of game!"

The fans in the audience called Xia Xiqing's name, and Yang Bo also started to cheer, holding the microphone and shouting, "Xi Qing, Xi Qing, Xi Qing..."

Xia Xiqing glanced at the direction of the blue team and saw Zhou Ziheng standing by the punishment turntable, nodding in a gentlemanly manner, like a little prince.

"I don't know how lucky I am?"

"As long as you are better than Ziheng."

“Hahahahahahahahahaha…”

Xia Xiqing walked to the turntable with a smile, grabbed the edge and turned it hard. The turntable turned quickly, and everyone's eyes were focused on the fixed pointer.

The rotating punishment plate gradually slowed down, the pointer pointed to the fan-shaped partitions of orange and pink, swaying up and down, the orange one said [Touch the Horror Box], and the pink one said [Sharp Pressure Board Back Man]. The fans in the audience were getting louder and louder, "Sharp Pressure Board!Sharp Pressure Board!Sharp Pressure Board!"

The orange area is constantly approaching the pointer.

"It feels like a horror box!"

"I think too!"

Song Nian frowned and said, "I can't even punish these two things."

Just when everyone thought the pointer must be pointing to the orange area, the turntable echoed again and finally stopped in the pink fan area, and fans immediately started to cheer.

"Ah!! Acupressure plate!"

"Yeah!! That's great!!"

The staff took the turntable away, and the main mc joked, "I feel that the best part of this episode is the turntable." A burst of laughter from the audience, and the staff came on stage again and spread a three-meter-wide and ten-meter-long fingertip on the stage.

"The punishment for the person who is carrying a sharp pressure plate is very simple. Within a limited time of one minute, the loser will carry the winner and walk over the sharp pressure plate. And you must follow the winner's instructions throughout the whole process until the end of three minutes."

Another host smiled and said, "To put it simply, in this minute, the winner can ask the loser to do anything with him, such as turning around, stance, etc."

The fans in the audience got up after listening to the commentary, thinking about the scene of Zhou Ziheng carrying Xia Xiqing on his back, screaming one by one. Zhou Ziheng raised his hand and asked, "Ask a question."

The master mc immediately spoke, "Ziheng said."

"Since the punishment project has been decided, can I complete the punishment for my partner?" Zhou Ziheng didn't have too many expressions on his face, but just said seriously, "She can't carry the two boys in the Red Team, so I'll carry it."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Zhou Ziheng's fans were even more excited next stage. Xia Xiqing said nothing. He had expected that Zhou Ziheng was an absolute and decent good man, emitting the angel light all over his body.

"That's better," Xia Xiqing also raised his hand, and Yang Bo handed the microphone to his mouth, "We will punish you once." Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng, "Just think that Song Nian has cared me, I won't go."

The self-study girl in the audience immediately had an objection after hearing this.

"Can't!"

"No, no!"

"Zhou Ziheng carries Xia Xiqing!"

The public opinion was really terrible, and the tide overwhelmed the guests on the court. Even the host began to comfort him, "Okay, okay, Xi Qing just made a suggestion, I'm afraid that Ziheng would work too hard."

Yang Bo is a clever person. Seeing the audience's voices in the audience so high, he immediately followed the boat and gave a step. "Why would you better recite Xiqing by me, Xiqing is gentler, and my neck has twisted recently," he immediately held his neck, "I'm afraid I'll accidentally twist it again when I'm punished later."

As soon as the fans finished speaking, before they could call, Zhou Ziheng picked up the microphone directly, "Okay."

The host smiled and said, "I promised too quickly, Ziheng."

Another joked, "Ziheng might be waiting here."

Zhou Ziheng took off his windbreaker jacket and leather shoes, wore a white short-sleeved shirt and squatted in front of the finger press. He looked up at Xia Xiqing and raised his chin, giving a look. Xia Xiqing smiled and walked behind him, "If I had known I would have eaten two more bowls of rice on the festival."

“Is it time to gain weight now?”

Under the crazy screams from the audience, Xia Xiqing lay on Zhou Ziheng's back. After the filming was completed, Zhou Ziheng's fitness returned to his previous state. He carried him effortlessly, and was quite deliberately confused.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Study yourself!!"

"Oh my God, the self-study girl is having the New Year today! I'll give it to me!!"

The host handed the microphone to Xia Xiqing and specifically instructed, "Xi Qing is holding these three minutes of command now. Xi Qing said that he must do whatever he said he must do now!"

Zhou Ziheng nodded, and Xia Xiqing handed the microphone from behind to Zhou Ziheng's mouth, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhou Ziheng shook his head, Xia Xiqing took the microphone back. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhou Ziheng say in a low voice, "Hug it tighter."

A beat of heartbeat.

Before he could react, Zhou Ziheng had already walked onto the acupressure board with him on his back. Both the host and the guest started to joke.

"Look at how Ziheng's faces are twisted together."

"Ziheng is so miserable hahahaha."

It was already painful enough to step on the acupressure plate, not to mention that Zhou Ziheng was carrying one on his back, and the soles of his feet were numb and painful. He just walked up and screamed several times. Xia Xiqing was both distressed and funny, holding the microphone, "Do you have to walk for a minute?"

"right!"

"Xiqing, please let Ziheng carry you to squat." Yang Bo made an idea next to him.

"Or it's okay to go around!"

"Yes! Turn around!"

Somehow, fans were all interested in the proposal of turning around in the back.

"Then let's turn around the circle." Xia Xiqing felt that he was on a variety show to satisfy the self-study girl. He smiled and said to Zhou Ziheng, "You just turn around for ten times and walk past the acupressure board as soon as possible."

But Zhou Ziheng is tall, and the worst thing he has since childhood is his sense of balance. He turned on the acupressure plate with Xia Xiqing on his back and started to shake without three rounds. Xia Xiqing was so scared that he hugged his neck and shouted, "No, Zhou Ziheng, why did you start to faint after three rounds?"

The fans in the audience were laughing. The host joked, "It seems that Ziheng will have to take more variety shows in the future, otherwise everyone would not know that Ziheng's fatal point would be just a circle hahaha."

"Five circles—"

Zhou Ziheng felt that he was spinning, and instinctively reacted, he had to hug Xia Xiqing's thighs tightly, for fear that he would unconsciously let go of his hand when he lost his sense of direction and throw him on the finger press.

"Six circles—"

"Seven Circles--"

Zhou Ziheng's body was shaking harder and more violently. Xia Xiqing was a little anxious and said with a microphone, "Or it's just eight circles, it's OK." But Zhou Ziheng was very stubborn and still didn't stop.

"eight--"

"Nine--"

"Ten!" the host shouted, "Okay, okay, come over quickly!"

As soon as he stopped, Zhou Ziheng's legs began to become weak, and his eyes were full of Venus and could not tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. He was thinking about walking towards the acupressure board in front, but his feet were not in control and he ran slanted towards the place where the host and the guest were standing.

"Hey hey hey Ziheng!"

"Hold him! Hurry up!"

Xia Xiqing broke free from him directly. Although he also turned around, his dizziness was not very strong. He was the first to help Zhou Ziheng. With this help, Zhou Ziheng pounced on Xia Xiqing's arms with his head against his chest. Xia Xiqing could not withstand Zhou Ziheng's physique. He was suddenly pushed to the ground and pressed under him.

At the beginning, I thought it was just an ordinary acupressure punishment, but the ending was so exciting that the CP fans in the audience shouted as if they were watching the bed scene.

"Oh my God! Hengheng is awesome! He threw himself down!"

“It’s so exciting!”

Xia Xiqing was crushed to death by him. It was not until several hosts and guests who had been bent over with smiles came forward to pull Zhou Ziheng up that Xia Xiqing was finally relieved.

The host laughed and took the microphone to Xia Xiqing who stood up and held his waist, "What do Xiqing thinks about this punishment?"

Xia Xiqing smiled bitterly and said, "I really feel it myself." I thought this sentence was nothing, but who knew that the fans started screaming again. Xia Xiqing realized that what he said was not good, but he mentioned the word "其其" and this would not allow these CP fans to go to heaven.

Zhou Ziheng sat on the ground and took a long time to recover. As soon as he stood up, he stood quietly behind and walked with everyone's movements quietly until he passed by two guests and four mcs and quietly walked to Xia Xiqing on the side of the side. Xia Xiqing turned around and saw him, smiling with a tight smile, "Okay?"

"Yes." Zhou Ziheng felt a little embarrassed and laughed.

Neither of them had a microphone in their hands, Xia Xiqing lowered his voice and said, "You did it on purpose just now."

Zhou Ziheng's mouth curled up, his eyes curled into two crescent moons, and he didn't say a word.

As the new round of game begins, four mcs also join the game together to reshuffle the deck and team up.

The program was recorded for four hours before it ended, and the enthusiasm of fans remained unabated. At the end of the recording, the pilot promotional video of "Stalking" was played on the big screen. There were not many shots in the film, most of which were production footage and shooting scenes.

The scene in which Jiang Tong was pressed against the wall by Gao Kun, and his face was pressed against the knife against his throat, the audience was filled with excitement.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Oh my God, this tension!"

The host immediately struck while the iron was hot, "Everyone pay more attention to "Stalking". You must go to the theater on December 1st!"

Several guests also promoted the promotion together. The popularity of self-study CP was too high, and fans controlled the entire venue. Song Nian, who really had an emotional scene with Zhou Ziheng in the play, fell into a cold mood. Except for being cueed by the host, the audience didn't say much.

The recording was about to end, and the fans in the audience pulled up the banner "Happy Zhou Ziheng's 21st birthday". The host of this show has been in the circle for many years and was originally a talented person. Seeing that the fans were so enthusiastic, the host immediately took the initiative to sell his favors. "By the way, the day after tomorrow is our Ziheng's birthday. Let's celebrate Ziheng together." After the fans sang happily, the recording of the show finally came to an end.

As soon as he got off the stage, Xia Xiqing received a call from Xi Hui. It was probably the opening of the art museum. He made a gesture to Zhou Ziheng and left the army, found a secluded staircase corner to make a call. The other guests entered the lounge and prepared to get off work. As soon as Zhou Ziheng entered the lounge, he asked Xiao Luo to take out some of the cakes and milk tea he had prepared before.

"After recording for so long, he must be hungry." Zhou Ziheng sat on the sofa, about to cover the milk tea, but a knock came from outside the door. Xiao Luo went to open the door. When he saw the people outside the door, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Ziheng..."

"Sorry, I'm disturbing." Song Nian walked in alone. Zhou Ziheng looked at him and stood up from the sofa. The previous incident was very stiff, but Song Nian was a girl after all, and Zhou Ziheng still retained some demeanor, "Is there anything wrong?"
To be continued...